Oscar raised his hand as Priam approached. "I'm alright Priam, I just need to--" Oscar cut himself off as Priam fussed over the eggplant, far more concerned about its condition than Oscar's. Oscar bit his tongue as he turned away, making a low "Mrrrrrrrrmmmmmm..." noise as he pushed his rage into his work. 

Zule the chandelure was summoned, and she would use Will-o-wisp to heat up the soup. Meanwhile Oscar's wandering eyes caught the Meowth walking in from the back fridge with a box of supplies. The box looked--off. Oscar narrowed his eyes, rushing up to the Meowth before it could place the ingredients down.

He grabbed the box, prompting a annoyed huff from their head chef. Oscar peeked into the box and nearly gagged from the smell. "What the fuck happened here!?" He plopped the box down and rushed to the fridge, throwing it open to find that the chill was gone. Oscar groaned, "The fucking fridge is broke! Son ofa--whatever I'll fix it. Time me!" Oscar threw a bunch of pokeballs off of his pocket, summoning a variety of pokemon. Oscar waved them away, "Go be helpful!" Before diving into the fridge to beat fury of life back into it.

Zac Ramsay, priam conrad, Chu-e Choi

As Rowan came into view, Oscar held up a hand in greeting. "Not long at all, welcome to it." Oscar sauntered toward Rowan, his Nidoqueen looking on as the trainers discussed the mission. Oscar kicked the haul as Rowan made his comment about scrap, "Right you are, this place has been picked clean by now. Lotta people still visit though, to take pictures or catch pokemon--or whatever."

Oscar pulled out his lollipop cigarette case, opening toward Rowan to offer him one of the sweets within. "A group of clever bandits caught on, and have been taking advantage of the ruin's tourist appeal for their own ends--all while claiming to be representatives of Rocket." After Rowan's choice, Oscar put his case away and lay out the mission quite clearly.

"They must be eliminated before they cause more harm. This might sound stupid but the Rocket name is a brand, and it can't be associated with random fuckers committing random acts of violence against tourists. Here's the twist though." Oscar dramatically pointed to Rowan, complete with flourish. "As a test of your capabilities, you'll be leading this mission. Everything's getting done your way, I'm more just here to observe and support."

Oscar folded his arms as his expression and demeanor suddenly became more serious, "With that said, the mission starts now. What's your first move?" It was up to him to figure everything out form here, just as it would be when he did these missions alone.

Rowan Wrynn

Just as he did for the other recently promoted Rocket Beasts, Oscar would call upon Serena Malcolm to appear for a special mission. It was more or less a test of her capabilities, just as Cillian Quinn did for Oscar when he first ascended to the rank of Beast. Unlike Rowan and Jayden however, Oscar and Serena would be traveling to the mission's location together.

He had been as vague as possible as they made their way across Hoenn's ocean. Oscar was piggyback riding on his Nidoqueen, who despite her type would effortlessly Surf over the water's surface. Serena should be nearby, on whatever pokemon she felt like riding. Hell she could be swimming if she wanted, as long as she could keep up. If Serena ever asked about the mission, Oscar would always give few details. 

"We're doing Beast work." or something like that.

Eventually he would point to an oncoming island, a large slab of land that seemed to be surrounded by rocks. "Right there, head to the shore." 

PURCHASING

welcome to the poké mart!

6x prem gachas (electric)(900 PD)

REDEEMING

belcome to the poké doke!

3x prem gachas (electric)(REDEEMING FROM RAID)

3x normal gachas (REDEEMING FROM RAID)

1x unclaimed Megastone (urshifu, pieced together from shattered megastones found at the dojo ruins) (REDEEMING FROM SOS)
5x tm/tr to teach urshifu foul play and aura sphere, heatran flash cannon, and zarude sunny day and solar blade REDEEMING FROM PC
1x move tutor to teach heatran iron defense REDEEMING FROM PC
1x level tutor to teach xurkitree wrap REDEEMING FROM PC

TOTAL

do come again!

900 PD

Oscar was not dead.

Unwilling to simply suffocate and die, Oscar fought to free himself the only way how. He opened his mouth wide and began chewing into the eggplant. He would swallow nothing, instead ripping into the flesh of the veggie and spitting it out. Soon like a worm he would dig his way into the vegetable proper, using his teeth to dig through its innards.

He tunneled slowly, covered in the juices of his overly plump enemy as he inched his way toward freedom. Soon enough a tiny hole could be seen on the outside of the eggplant. Bit by horrifying bit the hole would grow as Oscar clawed and gnawed his way through. Eventually Oscar would be able to shove his entire head through the hole, heaving as he switched between gasps for air and cries of triumph. 

Oscar grunted as he pushed himself through the hole, his volume of his visceral exclamations increasing as he made it further and further out of the self-made plant-gina. As Oscar's upper body was birthed, he would be able to fully wiggle himself out of the eggplant at a much faster right. He slid onto the floor, quickly rising to his feet and sighing dramatically. 

He was drenched in eggplant juices, breathing heavily as he took in what it took to save himself from that vitamin-filled hell. Oscar lifted his arms, whooping with triumph as he turned toward the Eggplant. He kicked it aside, clearing space for his work station so he could continue his shift.

Zac Ramsay, priam conrad, Chu-e Choi

Oscar chuckled as he chose a lollipop from the cigarette holder he hid them in. He found nothing she had said to be amusing, he just wanted to mask his bubbling frustration. Bubble gum? BUBBLE GUM!? No wonder she was known as The Malevolent. Oscar hated many things in this world, and bubble gum was easily in the top five. Of all the fiendish sweets to like, shame on her!

With his oral fixation satisfied, Oscar swallowed his pettiness and nodded. "Fair enough, but I have conditions. You can only ask as many questions as I ask and no questions about stuff you know I can't answer." Oscar didn't wait to hear her agree, these were simply his conditions it was up to her to follow them or not. He gave but a second's pause before beginning.

"With that being said, I'll get this over with. Make it easy for both of us. Now Katherine allow me a moment of vulnerability to admit that I saw you as The quintessential Rocket. I didn't know you very well at all and what I heard impressed me as a grunt, so I sorta idealized you in my head. So here I have the perfect example for how a Rocket should be, and she flips sides. That's something I didn't see coming in a million years. So it begs the question, why? What was so bad that you felt you needed to leave?"

Oscar chuckled as he raises his hands, "I need to know, Rocket's never been perfect but to drive Katherine fuckin' Fairburne away--that takes something big."

He waited for her answer, and subsequent question.

Katherine Fairburne

COMPLETED ORDER

cats or dogs: cats[break]
character tags (MAX 4): Zac Ramsay, Chu-e Choi, priam conrad, oscar clayton[break]
order # and completed # of dishes: Order 4, 2 dishes.[break]
completed order rewards: 1 tm/tr, 1 type 2 evo, 1 pokeball[break]
link to thread: pkmn-hoenn.boards.net/thread/19111/jellicle-cats?page=2&scrollTo=204674

The next order came in, and it would seem Oscar would have to pull up his bootstraps and help himself. First he would squirm to switch out pokemon, giving them orders on what to do next. Oscar's Forretress spun the pizza dough with Rapid Spin, and was surprisingly rather good at it. The trick, you see, was all in the timing. He looked ridiculous every time the dough slapped onto the top of his head, but hey whatever got the job done. 

Oscar's Noivern used Moonlight upon the iced coffee, which was rather ironic seeing as coffee was supposed to keep you awake. Also what the fuck was the moonlight supposed to do, make it taste like space? Who wrote these recipes, a wizard? While his pokemon worked on the orders, Oscar used his greatest effort to push apart the giant vegitables. His arms were small and his muscles were underdeveloped, but eventually he came pretty close to pushing them wide enough to free himself.

And then Tapu Bulu came back and fucked his life. The vegetables grew bigger, squeezing Oscar between their expanding masses. Oscar squealed as he realized what happened. "Wait wait wait NO FUCK!" Too late, he disappeared completely between the veggies. The only sign of him left were his muffled, angry cries.

"'od 'uckin' 'amn 'mphit!"

Oscar was in a panic all day. His heartrate was running so fast that you'd think it were training for a 10k. Not only was he going to have to have a very uncomfortable conversation after work with his crush, but said crush was probably spending the entire day waiting for him. Between Oscar running away and then keeping him waiting, there was no doubt that River was going to be pissed as hell. The very thought made Oscar ill, he couldn't concentrate on anything because he was too busy worrying about what would happen that evening.

What River told him at the ice cream truck--and over text--well it scared Oscar shitless. How was he supposed to handle this? Should Oscar just turn him down flat out? It'd save them both a lot of pain in the future. Yet when Oscar thought of that smile, those bright eyes, how the fuck could he say no to that? In the end Oscar decided it would be best to just be honest. He would rip his chest open and let his baggage just flow freely. River could decide for himself what to do from there.

Work ended, and the sun was starting to set. Oscar walked toward the fated meeting spot, his hands clammy as they fidgeted in his pockets. He came upon the fountain, and there he was. Oscar gulped heavily, praying that River hadn't been waiting there all this time. He approached cautiously, attempting to get his attention by raising a hand.

"H-hey River. I'm here!"

River Marx

Oscar, still trapped in his vegetable prison, craned his head to get a better look at Priam. "A lot more blood." He said with a nod. "It's a balance though, you don't wanna look like a horror movie slasher. That ain't hot. Yet."

Oscar had already switched out his pokemon, exchanging pikachu with Zoroark and Salazzle. Zoroark helped Hone the Claws of Zac's Sandshrew, allowing for a nice clean cut for its Fury Swipes. Meanwhile Salazzle lazily used Flamethrower to cook the patty and toast the bun, wondering why the fuck she was being asked to cook. Weren't pokemon supposed to fight? What a joke.

Oscar was finally fed up with being pinned by veggies, and began to struggle to squeeze himself free. Even with his thin frame, it proved to be an ordeal. Finally his pride caved in and he let out a defeated sigh. "Hey guys, I'm stuck. Can I get some help?" His tone seemed very soft and helpless, an amusing shift for the hardened beast.

Zac Ramsay, Chu-e Choi, priam conrad